It can be dangerous to traverse the lower levels of the Spire at night. Well, more dangerous than usual, anyway. Whatever the reason, you have no choice tonight. Down a tight, dark alley you see the figure of a man whose eyes glow in the shadows. A can of spray paint is just visible in his upraised hand; bright yellow drips down the wall. Yo, don’cha know you’re not supposed to wander around at night? Just had to come see a genius at work, didn’t ya?
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20/10/2024